"If we don't seize this opportunity, the Chunyang Sect will probably be the only one in Dongling Mansion!"

…

The four major forces of Dongling Mansion are all working hard at this moment to prepare for the feast of the Seven Mansion ten years later.

At about the same time, in a remote canyon in Dongling Mansion, behind a crack in the void, in a seemingly independent small space plane, a person was suffering unprecedented pain.

"Feast of the Seven Palaces, I must make it to the top ten!"

"My goal is to kill Duan Lingtian and kill Long Qingchong, the leader of Tianlong Sect!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

…

In a small space plane, under the raging storm crisis, a young man fought bloody battles, as if he was crazy, and his resilience was so strong that ordinary people could hardly imagine it.

Falling down again and again and standing up again and again.

I don’t know how many times, but he never died.

In the canyon, outside the cracks in the void, an old man stood there, his eyes shining brightly, "I didn't expect, I didn't expect his resilience to be so strong..."

"It seems that he may succeed!"

"If he succeeds, his strength will probably be raised to a whole new level!"

"At that time, maybe we can compete with Duan Lingtian?"
Chapter completed!